Chapter 268 Social Death

Had it been any other matter, Lucian could have investigated it himself. There wouldn't have been a need for Paul's input. However, this was something he had no way of finding out on his own.

It was about Calista's inner thoughts, something only she could reveal. So, besides Yara, Paul was probably the only person who knew.

The former was her bosom friend and the latter was his best buddy, as well as their intermediary. While he hesitated, Paul seized the opportunity and dragged Lucian out of the room.

As soon as the door clicked shut, his hand dropped, and he turned toward his room next door. Lucian wasn't mad. It was all within his expectations.

He raised an eyebrow and said, "Aren't we going for a drink?"

Paul didn't look back.

"We've already fallen out like this. What's the point of a drink? You may have the nerve to help yourself, but I can't bring myself to buy you something."

It was nothing more than an excuse to lure Lucian out of Calista's room.

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